Friendship that is killing me.

The blood starts clotting,
And I am healing,
On the outsides,
All seems well.

A voice inside my head,
Screams again and again,
I cannot silence the pain,
Yet I try in vain.

I smile at the world,
Another day flies by,
I cut my arm,
I cry and cry.

I laugh at your jokes,
Talk about your life,
We giggle about boys,
I go home and cut.

Cut away all the pain,
Slice at my pale white arms,
The blood will clot,
The scars will heal.

On the outside I seem real,
On the outside I smile,
Laugh at life,
On the inside I’m racked with strife.

The disseat you love,
I live a lie,
At night I cry,
I long for the day I die.

Until I die,
I will cry,
I’ll lie, and lie.
Longing for the day I die.

This pain, this sorrow,
This longing for no tomorrow,
Is because you don’t understand me,
In my eyes the pain you’ll not see.

The is a reason I am sad.
A reason for me to get mad,
This depression is very bad,
And when death comes I’ll be glad.

This friendship is killing me,
This life tearing me apart,
My school will be the death of me,
My corpse your soon to see.

HELP THIS SAD CHILD,
OR WATCH AS SHE CUTS DEEPER,
SEE FOR YOUR SELF SHE MEANS IT,
SEE WHAT YOU HAVE DONE!!!

You may not have taken the knife,
You may not have cut,
You may not be the one,
But the is no buts.

YOU KILLED THIS CHILD,
TOOK HER LIFE,
YOU ARE THE CAUSE,
OF HER NEVER ENDING STRIFE!!

YOU ARE A KILLER,
A MURDER,
THE IS NOT REASON FOR WHAT YOU DID,
YOU SELFISH PEOPLE KILLED HER.

The day I die,
You will lie,
The day I cut too deep,
Is the day I’ll be free.

FREE!!! FREE!!!! FREE!!!!!
Free of your friendship,
Free of my lies,
Free of everything that makes me cry.

*this is true, this is my life.*